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THE STRANGE LIE
SITTING ALONE, I ALWAYS THINK OF YOU.
YOU ARE THE MEMORY I NEVER LIVED- YET SOMEHOW, I ALWAYS MISS YOU.
YOU ARE THE BRIGHTEST STAR IN THE SKY, AND I? JUST A SHADOW IN DIM MOONLIGHT.
YOU ARE THE QUEEN, AND I THE PAWN -
IN THIS GAME OF CHESS, I'VE NEVER WON.
IS IT LOVE ? OR JUST A LIE ?
STILL, THIS FEELING I STRANGELY ENJOY.
I KNOW YOU'LL NEVER BE MINE,
AND I DON'T DARE PLUCK
...Saturday 7th June 2025 5:01 am
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